A few years back when my wife and I were leaving Whitehorse, a herd of bison stopped traffic on the Alaska Highway. A gigantic bull, which simply dwarfed the others, strolled across the road directly in front of us, and I was utterly impressed. I said right then if I ever have a chance to hunt one of these things it will be with my .375 loaded with 380s. This guy's coat had a grey sheen to it, his eye was as large as the base of a big coffee mug, and when he stepped over the concrete highway barrier, he didn't break stride. I bet the top of his hump was 7' off the deck, and I wouldn't have been surprised if he weighed 2500 pounds. He was far more impressive to look at then my African buffalo. To come across him on a narrow bison trail in the thick stuff, would certainly be a memorable experience.